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[The handwriting that suddenly appears is very sloppy, but still somewhat readable. It's a combination of being drugged, having messy handwriting in the first place, and having a cast on his arm to have to work around.]

I don't really remember what happened, so I'll try to write what I can here.

A weird girl attacked us while I was practicing with Master Van. She sang this song that made us all sleepy (a "fonic hymn", he called it... What's that?). I tried to stop her, but all of a sudden this... incredible power appeared between us, and next thing I knew I woke up here without a shirt on.

I don't see that girl anywhere... She probably ran off. She'd better not be going to attack Master Van again! That girl's got a lot of nerve, barging in on our practice session like that! If I see her again...!

Whatever that power was, it threw me somewhere I'm not familiar with. And it took my shirt and my pants! Now I've got these scratchy white pants, and I'm in the middle of some forest! I don't know how to get back, but I remember Master Van saying that moss grows on the... south side of a tree, so I guess I'll

[The writing suddenly stops. After a moment, the video button is accidentally brushed against as the writer appears to be busy flipping between pages with an ever increasing frown. The writer himself has the exact face and hair color of one Luke fon Fabre, but something seems... different about him. His hair is much longer, and the ends of his hair fade to a blond color, just like his wings, which he has not noticed yet. After a few more seconds of looking at the pages, he clenches his teeth and growls, and that's the last you'll see of him from the journal, because he just threw it aside.]

This isn't even my diary! Dammit, where the hell am I?!

[He gets up and glares off in the distance. And though you can't see him, you can certainly hear him as he yells off in a random direction.]

Hey, girl! Come out here and face up to what you did! You're a Malkuth soldier, aren't you? Are you trying to kidnap me again?! When my father hears that you kidnapped the son of Duke Fabre again, you'll be sorry you even tried attacking us!

...

And what the hell did you put on my arm?!

[He's not talking to anyone in particular. In fact, he really wishes he'd hear a response. He's mostly yelling just to get some kind of answer – even that girl would be nice by now. Luke has no idea where he is, nor how to get back... Maybe she'll know.]

[[ooc: Replies will be made with

bratacus! And for the record, the Malnosso healed all his injuries; they were just too lazy to take the cast off. If anyone came to visit him while he was in the clinic, he probably got them to sign their name on it, so. Just a little tidbit.]]

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No! I've got things on my back!

O-Oh! Those are your wings. That's... a little bit harder to explain, but everyone here has them. Just be careful not to pull on them.

OWWW!

[THUNK. Too late.]

[khjsdfkjs...!]

Luke!?

[...he's going to have to go find Luke himself, isn't he?]

Owww...

Dammit, you could've told me that sooner...

[He's not down enough to stop bitching, at least.]

I'm sorry, Luke. [He feels bad about it, really. Hm...]

Can you see the mountains from where you are right now? If you tell me which direction the water is flowing in relation to them, I might be able to try meeting you half-way.

[Sorry, Ion, he's too busy ruffling his hands roughly through his hair as he tries to figure out this mess of a situation. He's probably been kidnapped again, he has wings that hurt, and he doesn't know where he is, but Master Van's here so it's okay now, and this person...

Wait...

Luke slowly uncurls from his ball and narrows his eyes at the journal.]

You're the Fon Master?

[...Luke, bro, what is that face. ):]

Yes, I am.

Master Van's been looking for you, and you've been here all this time?!

[OOOOH, he's pissed. It's because of this guy that Master Van had to leave him!]

[...SIGH.]

I'm afraid there's more to it than that, Luke. None of the people in Luceti are here by choice.

You still could've sent a letter or something! Then he wouldn't have had to leave!

[THIS IS GETTING THEM NOWHERE looks like you'll have to wait in the rain a little longer, Luke.]

I'm sorry Luke, but I couldn't have send a letter. This place, Luceti... we aren't on Auldrant anymore.

[HE'D RATHER WAIT IN THE RAIN THAN BE PICKED UP BY A LAZY FON MASTER WHO CAN'T EVEN WRITE TO VA - WHAT.]

But that - that's impossible! No on can get off of Auldrant!

I know it's hard to believe, but it's as true. Those wings on your back shouldn't be possible either.

Don't even talk about those things! [Yes, Luke is determined to ignore their existence.] I can't be off of Auldrant, those glass things -

[He looks up at the sky, squints from the rainfall, and he goes silent.

The sky is clear. At least, the parts that aren't covered by the rain clouds... Those glass beads he always admired in the sky aren't there anymore.]

Edited 2011-07-04 05:29 (UTC)

[When Luke falls silent, Ion remembers why he'd been trying to find Luke before telling him in the first place. It was never a good idea to BSoD when you were still lost in the forest.]

Luke, I know this is a lot to take in right now, but I need your help so I can figure out where you are. I want to help you.

Sh-Shut up! Where are those glass things?! I can't see them at all!

[Glass things...]

That's because there's no fonbelt in this world. There's no Score either and only a handful of the people here are from Auldrant. [A pause.] Unfortunately Van isn't one of them.

[Fonbelt? Is that what those things are? He always thought they were just glass rocks...

But that's unimportant at the moment.]

What the... Master Van isn't here?! You said he was!

I only meant that I was an acquaintance of his back on Auldrant. I'm sorry if I misled you, Luke. It wasn't my intention.

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